Wang Yang with Liu Quansheng, finally get a car.

The speed of walking is never as fast as a car, and they are still in this situation.

Wang Yang reluctantly started the car, he did not dare to drive too fast, because at this moment, Wang Yang's whole body is extremely itchy, coupled with the serious injury, even Wang Yang himself is not sure when he will faint.

When passing a supermarket, Wang Yang just stopped the car.

There are not many people in the supermarket, some are just monsters on the ground.

Wang Yang got some mineral water and cleaned up the wounds on himself and Liu Quansheng. Then he found the location of the drugstore and wrapped up the wounds.

Almost all of them were wrapped in gauze. Even if they couldn't help scratching for a moment, what they scratched was just gauze.

After Wang Yang finished all this, he was soaked with sweat and blood.

Liu Quansheng wakes up in the middle of the journey, but Wang Yang still ties him to Tiangu corpse.

"Boss, I really can't stand it." Liu Quansheng, with red eyes, begged.

Wang Yang hissed and wrapped the gauze tightly. Then he said, "Liu Quansheng, you are Farting!"

"Boss, I..."

Liu Quansheng choked, no one wants to die, less than a last resort, suicide that is the most torture thing.

But Liu Quansheng really can't stand it. Now his body is like being eroded by tens of thousands of ants. It's extremely itchy, but there's no way.

"Boss, I'm so old. I've seen so much of the world with you in my life. Please help me out. "

Wang Yang glares at Liu Quansheng, then raises his hand and slaps him in the face.

"If you die, how can I explain to Liu Fengyuan? Besides, you came in to save me. Bear with me, your master and Gu Tianquan must have a way to deal with this thing! "

"Son..."

Liu Quansheng opened his eyes. He was tied up firmly and could not do anything, so only his eyes could move.

Wang Yang's words remind Liu Quansheng that he still has a son and a daughter.

Liu Fengyuan hasn't inherited his family. Liu Rong is also single.

His sons and daughters are destitute. If he dies like this, he will not see his grandson.

Liu Quansheng is an ordinary person. Even if he has followed Wang Yang for so long, this idea is still ordinary people's thought. For Liu Quansheng, the most important thing is that the Liu family should have something after.

It was only when Liu Quansheng came here that he was defeated.

He has been very sorry for the ancestors. If he really died like this, he would have no face even after he died.

Liu Quansheng, biting his teeth and struggling with the pain, said, "boss, I know how many kilos I have. I'm afraid I can't control myself and I can't bear the pain. You'd better knock me out. If I wake up on the way, don't be soft handed

"Don't worry."

Wang Yang pulled the corner of his mouth, but he really knocked the old boy unconscious with one punch.

After a short rest, Wang Yang was able to recover some physical strength.

He left the supermarket with Liu Quansheng and Tiangu corpse and drove towards the edge of tasir city.

On both sides of the road is no longer green grass, everywhere is blood.

Countless dead people, countless living people, there are howls everywhere.

People kill people, people bind people, how many families are broken in an instant, and their wives and children are separated. No matter how powerful their previous identities are, this time, they all become funerary objects in purgatory.

Wang Yang looks at everything outside through the window. He tries his best to endure the torture.

"This is what Mo Wudi said about the purgatory of the world, this bastard!"

Bang, not far away, a man jumped down the stairs.

Blood, everywhere.

Outside tasir, a lot of people fled here.

After the black fog broke out, many people around the building had no way to escape. However, people who were far away from the building were much better off. As for some people in tasir suburb, they were only slightly affected.

The black fog has begun to dissipate.

Yungong mountain people also escaped before the black fog engulfed them.

Who knows, as soon as they settled down, Yan bizhou ran to Yungong mountain and said with a gloomy face, "what do I want to explain?"

While dealing with the wounds, Yungong mountain said, "I'm not sure until I see what happened to those guys. That thing is the most vicious one in the world. It is said that a man in the ancient Miao betrayed his own woman, and that woman developed this kind of thing. I don't know the specific method, but it exists in the legend. ""That's all?"

"No, after being hit by this thing, it was just very itchy at the beginning. We Chinese people have certain antibodies to this thing, but these Mexican people have no resistance at all. That's why many people can't bear it at the beginning."

"In the middle of the term, even if I am such a sorcerer, I would like to cut off my flesh one by one. At that time, people will not feel pain, but will feel great. As long as this person does not die, it will always be tortured. If you can't, you will commit suicide. If you can, you will be tortured all the time. "

Yan bizhou immediately became a fool, and was obviously surprised by the effect of this thing.

Yungong mountain raised his head and said meaningfully: "normal people with stronger willpower can resist for three days. After three days, 80% of people will choose to commit suicide. Of course, it's not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing about it is that people will hallucinate when they are late. At that time, they will see their favorite person, personally killed him. Of course, it was their own hands that killed them

When Yungong mountain said this, everyone's back was covered with white sweat.

This thing is really vicious.

Liu Fengyuan rubbed his forehead in a cold sweat and muttered, "Ma De, sure enough, women can't be provoked."

"Since you know it so well, what's the way to get rid of it?"

"Yes, but..."

The face of Yungong mountain was hesitant, and there was no hope in his eyes.

Looking at Yungong mountain, Yan bizhou interrupted, "I only need a way."

Yungong mountain took a deep breath, bit his teeth and said, "according to the records of ancient Miao, it needs the gall of a hundred year old python, the tears of a thirty year old fish and the wings of a thirty year old eagle."

Poof

On one side, the Falcon, who was drinking water, spat out his saliva.

He doesn't know the first two, but he knows something about the latter one. In today's society, an eagle who has lived for 30 years has almost the same concept as a dinosaur.